"Get in the car!" Feng Zhiming said again impatiently.
"No! No need! I'll go back by myself!" Ling Yanyan stood up and continued walking forward.
Let her get in the car? She's not mentally ill, she still remembers what happened in the car just now!
Feng Zhiming opened the car door, stepped out of the car, took a long step, caught up with her in two or three steps, and pulled her back with no mercy at all.
"Ah~~~Help~~Someone~let me go!" Ling Yanyan pulled his hand hard, but it was in vain!
Finally, he was forced into the car and the door was locked.
"Where are you taking me?" Ling Yanyan huddled by the car door and looked at him.
Feng Zhiming squinted his eyes and looked at her in front of him. He suddenly felt heartache. In just a moment, he returned to his original appearance, "Where do you think I will take you? Hmm? Little beauty." He leaned close to her.
"Don't come any closer!" Ling Yanyan stretched out a hand to stop him from approaching.
Feng Zhiming leaned back in his chair, "Tell me! Where do you live, I'll take you back!"
"Huh?" Ling Yanyan thought she heard wrongly.
"Do you still want to book a room with me?" Feng Zhiming forced himself not to look at her, or her face that appeared in his dreams every day.
Ling Yanyan shook her head anxiously, "No, no! Just open the car door and I'll walk back by myself." No matter how you look at it, you don't think he is such a kind person!
"Let me ask you one last time, where do you live?" Feng Zhiming's voice was cold, making her shudder.
"Fenglin Apartment on Xueyuan Road." Okay! Ling Yanyan finally revealed her address under his coercion.
Feng Zhiming drove towards his destination. The two of them didn't speak again, and the car became unusually quiet.
Fifteen minutes later, the car stopped in front of an old apartment.
After Ling Yanyan glanced at him secretly, she mustered up the courage to say, "Um, sir, I'm here. Thank you for taking me back. Can you open the car door?"
"Is this how you say thank you?" Feng Zhiming stared at her, a bad feeling spreading throughout Ling Yanyan's body.
"Huh? What?" Ling Yanyan didn't understand what he meant.
Feng Zhiming narrowed his eyes slightly, "Don't you understand? Then I'll tell you." After saying that, he moved his face, imprisoning her between himself and the car door, lowered his head and kissed her red lips, gently
sucking.
"Um...let it go," Ling Yanyan said, giving him an opportunity to slide his tongue into her mouth and intertwined with hers.
After the kiss ended, Ling Yanyan breathed heavily and almost suffocated! Staring at him fiercely, she already knew that he was not a good person! She was indeed forced onto the pirate ship.
"Shameless! Scoundrel!" Ling Yanyan looked at him. Although she was so handsome, she just felt unhappy. She stretched out her hand to touch his handsome face, but he caught her.
"Don't forget, it was you who interrupted my good deeds just now. All I wanted was a kiss, and you didn't suffer at all!" Feng Zhiming held her thin wrist and frowned. She didn't want to eat.
?
Who says she won't suffer a loss? She suffered a huge loss. It was her first kiss!
"This is not okay!" Ling Yanyan's eyes were full of anger.
Feng Zhiming still had a smile on his face, "Oh, really? Is this your first kiss?"
"I want you to take care of it!" Ling Yanyan pouted and turned her head stubbornly.
"It seems to be true!" Feng Zhiming's smile deepened.
Ling Yanyan's beautiful eyes stared at him, "So what?" Isn't it just gone?
"I'm glad that you gave me your first kiss." Feng Zhiming reached out and touched her fair face, enjoying the delicate touch. The face without any makeup was just like hers.
Ling Yanyan looked at his deep eyes without focus, stretched out her left hand and shook off his hand, "Let go! Although you were kind enough to send me back, I also thanked you. Can I get off the car?"
Ling Yanyan pulled the car door harder.
"I really don't want you to leave like this." Feng Zhiming took her hand and looked at her angry expression, which actually made him a little happy.
Ling Yanyan shrank to the back of the chair. His approaching breath was still lingering in the small space, leaving her nowhere to hide.
"You...what do you want?" Ling Yanyan asked him with a trembling voice. He was too dangerous and scared her.
Feng Zhiming increased his strength and squeezed her little hand, "I don't want to do anything, as long as you tell me your name."
"As long as I tell you my name, you will let me get off, right?" Ling Yanyan tilted her head and asked him.
Feng Zhiming nodded affirmatively, "Of course."
"Okay. Then this..." Ling Yanyan pointed to the car door lock.
Feng Zhiming unlocked the car door, and Ling Yanyan broke away from his hand, "My name is..." She deliberately prolonged her voice, quickly opened the door and got out of the car, "Goodbye."
She waved to him proudly and wanted to leave quickly. However, after taking two steps, she found that he was still there. She was ready to vent her grievances about being bullied by him, so she turned back again. To Feng Zhiming's surprise
He accidentally kicked his car twice with his other uninjured foot, and then walked back to the apartment with satisfaction.
Feng Zhiming was not angry, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised. It seemed that he was right to return to Taiwan!
"Do you think you can run away?" Feng Zhiming said as he watched her disappear at the top of the stairs.
Looking at this old apartment, the road conditions are very poor, there are no street lights, no elevators, the cement on the walls has fallen off, and most of the iron windows are seriously rusted. What kind of person is she? She can live here!
Moreover, he could feel that they were different, one was lively, the other was quiet, she was cute, but she had a different temperament.
Ling Yanyan walked into the room, limped to the sofa and sat down. She took off her white flat leather shoes and black stockings. There was a big red and swollen ankle. She rubbed it hard and said, "Hiss."
Yanyan frowned in pain.
After sitting for a long time, Ling Yanyan jumped to the refrigerator with one foot, took out the ice cubes, poured them into a transparent bag, then wrapped it with a layer of cloth and placed it on the red and swollen area, which gradually relieved it.
Pain in the ankle.
Sitting on the sofa, her hand unconsciously touched her lips. There was a smell unique to men. How could he take away her first kiss? It was so abominable!
Next time, don't let her touch him again, otherwise she will definitely avenge this kiss, but they probably won't meet again!
Moreover, how is she going to take revenge? Should she retaliate in the same way as the other person and kiss him back? Hum! She won't do it!
She is just a Cinderella. She has no desire to have anything to do with a rich man like him, or maybe a rich second generation who only knows how to eat, drink and have fun all day long and has nothing to do! Absolutely!